This House کے بول

This house is an empty home The thought process of an abandoned child Left alone to sort out all the answers To questions he has never heard And when he falls asleep He cannot dream It is only a fantasy of a brighter place Only a figment of a taunting imagination (Let this sleep last forever) How do I seem to fall to the floor Hopeless and broken Every time that I convince my mind The other side is sunshine I'm so sick of letting myself (Letting myself, letting myself) Be a victim to your bars and chains I let myself walk away from who I was Just to see if you could love me And all I found Was this empty path Left alone To walk on my own A nightmare Is only inspiration